Catherine Morland: Northanger Abbey, p. 26

With more than usual eagerness did Catherine hasten to the Pump-room the next day, secure within herself of seeing Mr. Tilney there before the morning were over, and ready to meet him with a smile: — but no smile was demanded — Mr. Tilney did not appear.

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Jane Austen Centre, Bath, May 2017

Too. Funny.

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Northanger Abbey, p. 24

This is a 2nd reading, and great is her reward, as she really lingers over the story now, and sometimes even bursts into laughter in public, so much so that, this afternoon, an American woman in a party of four just had to break briefly from her companions and ask self what it was she was reading that made her laugh so much. When self showed her the book cover, she seemed a little taken aback.

Catherine Morland and Henry Tilney have just met. Tilney is a clergyman. Not as exciting as being a Captain in HRM’s navy, but Tilney is way more flirty thatn Captain Wentworth, and Catherine is much livelier than Anne Elliot (perhaps because she is 18 and not a spinster of 27!) therefore twice as much fun.

They danced again; and, when the assembly closed, parted, on the lady’s side at least, with a strong inclination for continuing the acquaintance. Whether she thought of him so much, while she drank her warm wine and water, and prepared herself for bed, as to dream of him when there, cannot be ascertained; but I hope it was no more than in a slight slumber, or a morning doze at most; for if it be true, as a celebrated writer has maintained, that no young lady can be justified in falling in love before the gentleman’s love is declared, it must be very improper that a young lady should dream of a gentleman before the gentleman is first known to have dreamt of her.

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Reading in Fowey

Finished Persuasion, on to Northanger Abbey:

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It’s been a very stimulating week at the Fowey Festival of Arts and Literature. Hopefully self can do this again.

She bought her copy of Northanger Abbey from Bookends, which is a sweet, sweet corner bookstore in Fowey.

From the Introduction is by P. D. James:

  • Catherine’s days are spent in thinking about Henry Tilney, when and how they may next meet, and looking out eagerly for any glimpses of him. She is deeply in love, a love which is reciprocated, though more mildly, by Henry, whose affection is based on her obvious love for him. He introduces her to his sister Eleanor and the two young women immediately like each other and become friends.

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Sir Walter Elliott!

Persuasion, p. 213:

  • Morning visits are never fair by women at her time of life, who make themselves up so little. If she would only wear rouge, she would not be afraid of being seen; but last time I called, I observed the blinds were down immediately.

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Elizabeth Elliott: PERSUASION, p. 212

Self is so energetically barreling on with Persuasion! This is the fastest she’s read any Jane Austen! Last year, Emma took her forever. But Mr. Knightley made up for it.

  • Oh! You may as well take back that tiresome book she would lend me, and pretend I have read it through. I really cannot be plaguing myself for ever with all the new poems and states of the nation that come out. Lady Russell quite bores me with her new publications. You need not tell her so, but I thought her dress hideous the other night. I used to think she had some taste in dress, but I was ashamed of her at the concert. Something so formal and arrangĂ© in her air! and she sits so upright! My best love, of course.

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“Safe in all worldly matters”

The above words from Mrs. Smith, Anne Elliot’s former governess, who has fallen on hard times. The fact that Mrs. Smith has been the person Anne has sought out in Bath, as a way to escape the pressure of society, the fact that she then reveals her wish to have Anne settled, comes as a disappointment.

The next part of the conversation, with Anne being so gracious and so cheerful (so — pardon me — dense) results in this:

Mrs. Smith: “He was not married when I knew him first.”

Anne: “And were you much acquainted?”

Mrs. Smith: “Intimately.”

Next: Mr. Elliott is the devil incarnate! It appears he married, purely for money, a woman whose “father was a grazier” and whose “grandfather had been a butcher.”

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Sir Walter Elliott: PERSUASION, p. 139

“How is Mary looking?” said Sir Walter, in the height of his good humor. “The last time I saw her, she had a red nose, but I hope that may not happen every day.”

Reading Jane in Fowey

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Up one flight of stairs in Fowey Hall there is a telescope. Self tried looking through the it but couldn’t see anything. Ah well.

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What synchronicity, though, with the cover of Persuasion (She bought her copy from the London Review Bookshop, a few weeks ago)

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Walking the Cobb! Still Lyme Regis, Obvs

Persuasion, pp. 106 – 107:

There was too much wind to make the high part of the new Cobb pleasant for the ladies, and they agreed to get down the steps to the lower, and all were contented to pass quietly and carefully down the steep flight, excepting Louisa; she must be jumped down them by Captain Wentworth. In all their walks, he had had to jump her from the stiles; the sensation was delightful to her. The hardness of the pavement for her feet, made him less willing upon the present occasion; he did it, however; she was safely down, and instantly, to shew her enjoyment, ran up the steps to be jumped down again.

Oh the impetuousness! Self really really wishes she hadn’t seen the movie of Persuasion first, because Ciaran Hinds is all she can see in the scenes with Captain Wentworth. Hinds (to her mind) is simply too stiff. She can never imagine him as young Captain Wentworth, she just can’t see it.

She is, however, greatly enjoying the setting: the town of Lyme Regis in Dorset.

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Fowey Festival of Arts and Literature, Day 3

Self took a walk to Bookends of Fowey, 4 South Street. And such a dear little bookshop it is. So many books, of so much variety, all found in one little corner of Fowey!

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4 South Street, Fowey: Bookends

Self never forgets, not for one moment, that she is here because of Daphne du Maurier:

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She’s made up her mind to buy one of the below. Not more than one because she is still traveling and it is a bear to tote books on/off buses and trains!

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In keeping with the spirit of du Maurier, she thinks her one precious book purchase should be a novel. A novel by a woman.

On her Festival Survey Form, she only made one comment: Points for including such a variety of women authors. Keep it that way!

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